I tried to do everything the best
I couldn't decide when to stop
How to show myself the world
My closed mind is put to rest
As exhaustion breaks its peak
Marching and fighting a losing battle
For the life I love
And against
The truth I hate

I'm lost to myself
Lost in my mind
And there's no way out
I wish someone would reach out
And break me out of this shell
Please someone
Release me from this hell

Tortured by myself
I need a release
Killed by my fate
And the eatten
By the conscience
Causing hate
Something deep within
Delves deeper to hit
The nerve beneath the bone
And drink of its sweet marrow

The agony takes its toll on me
Stealing my mind and my soul
This pain wracked existence
Calls for its end
Calling for peace
For true release

I just wish I could understand
This feeling inside
Shooting through me
And the substances
That were never there
Causing more pain and suffering

Please someone just free me
Free me from my shell
Free me from my pain
Free me from my oppressive loneliness
But I just can't do anything good enough
And this pain isn't taken away
Damn this cursed life
Please take it away










Whoa this is fucked up. No I'm not depressed.

are you sure mate!?!?!?

AWe, just cause what he writes sounds sad, and stuff doesnt mean that he's depressed...it just means he's a really good person who writes poetry!

Yeah i suppose. Good poem though.

thank you and yes I'm sure I'm not depressed. Maybe discontent with the world around me but not depressed.